No matter where
Curled together in a corolla
inebriated by its fragrance
exposed to the sky’s gaze
in sunlight’s embrace,
or packed in the underground
hands clutched tightly
around the steel bar,
with sensitive fingertips
flashing forth lightning
across our inner skies
in heavy storm alert.
No matter where we meet
our eyes are burning furnaces
to be crossed in abnegation,
following the subtle call
of enticing whispers of the soul.
Tangled in each other’s charms
in a room filled with voices
of unaware distracted people
we swim in the crystal waters
of mutual recognition,
gliding soundlessly
upon multidimensional trails
towards the core of being.
Meeting upon dream clouds
while facing our daily tasks,
expanding in sweetness
while trapped in the traffic,
reaching for a touch of love
in moments of silent yearning.
No matter where we meet,
whether on petals of light
or in the dimness of a rainy night,
Love is our guiding path.
Love!
